<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38629789</id><updated>2011-04-21T22:11:03.592-07:00</updated><title type='text'>C A R O L Y N N . monkey</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://exstika.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38629789/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exstika.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>carolynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18390893615067514811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>7</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38629789.post-6179316433743971707</id><published>2007-05-08T03:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-11T03:43:30.899-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="h2"&gt;music tech class&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;music tech... how boring right now. I've got entirely nothing to do. Shezzy is laughing and composing the song. well, thats mainly 'coz I suck balls at piano. YEAP. piano. *shudders* I don't go near those things. xD I wanna be outside of this stupid computer lab and into the library which is just outside the door! I need to talk to Myke. yeahhhh. about the 'Abdul' situation. Sha just showed me the poem. yeah right, he wrote it. he can't even talk properly. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the poem would be sweet if it wasn't him. maybe someone else. Sha has LOADS of admires. (; iLu Sha! Shez is sort of playing... and I think she's gonna laugh soon. 3, 2, 1, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, boom. she's laughing mad now. for no apparent reason. no, Shez, IdLu. xP Sha's sitting beside me.. &amp; boy is she energetic about this piano-playing. yeahooo. lyn's playing for us. hahah. iLu LYN! (: I took the paper [Sha's poem from the "Abdul" incident] and showed it to Mikey. *cough* my best friend. haha. beat that, Yew Eng! you're not my best friend no more. *sticks tongue out* :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nick's evil. talking 'bout Sean. before I went up the bus..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nick: &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;where you boy-boy ah?&lt;/span&gt; [I'm the un-italic one]&lt;br /&gt;who? &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Sean&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pfft. I know 17 Seans! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;*grin*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which Sean?&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; Sean Wong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which Sean Wong? &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;the one with two Seans in his name. Sean-square. lets call him that..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;very farny, Nick.. and he assumed Yew Eng was another Sean too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. yeah. that one Yew Eng wan ah?&lt;br /&gt;yeap. whhhy? &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;another Sean?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sean Ng. HAHAH.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; Sean Ng Yew Eng. cool! hahah. suits.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fuck you Nick. :] who says all the people I like are Seans? [&amp; I DON'T LIKE YEW ENG! *grumbles fucker*] hmmm? *raises eyebrow*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the bus now.. yeap. I continued. sha gave me Heroes 18-20 but I didn't have the right mind to watch it during the ride home. haikal, ju-deh, merza and jun vinh are making on helluva noise in front. I ate two ice-creams. TWO TROPHIES. :D whopeeee-doo! I'M LOVIN' IT! 'pfft. that's McD, Carol! not Walls!' - Aisya &amp;amp; Ming-Wei. shush little kiddies. I say what I like. its MY blog after all. *biggrin!* I cam-'hoed with Aisya for awhile. then I tried to watch Heroes but I had a headache.. so I went to sleep. nyek. sleep hasn't been so good in the bus since I was in Standard One. so peaceful. so quiet. except for those four hooligans at the front playing Halo. =/ bunch 'o assholes. when I woke up.. we were at Sze's place. two minutes later, my front gate. WHOO! home at last. my mum made me some herbal drink. finished and here I am. too bored and jobless. don't even know what homework I have. sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BM teacher changing. how unexpected. I hate this. I love Pn. Zainab. not some woman who doesn't let us converse in English. that sucks. she's gonna teach us from the start. meaning from BASICS. Kata Nama Am, Kata Nama Khas and stuff. awesome huh? *rolls eyes* but I guess its good too. for Mun Heem.. he doesn't know nuts about BM. stupiiiid. &amp;amp; I think I failed my Math. our real test. hopefully I PASSED. yeah. with lodda hope. mr lee hates me (maybe/most probably). whopeeeeee-doo. he hates Joel and Mun Heem and Adrian the most. lol. he's okay with Joel. but he hates Mun Heem's temper and Adrian's comeback lines. he loves Sin Han though. his clown. heh. whatever. my nickname? Ms. Confused. pfft. how 'bout you? Mr. Pick-My-Scabs-and-Throw-Them-On-The-Floor or Mr. Lumpy or Mr Latin-is-a-dead-language-that-died-hundreds-of-years-ago-but-&lt;br /&gt;I'm-so-old-that-I-understand-and-can-speak-it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we saw him come in a car yesterday. everybody was shocked. we thought he came in some taxi or took a bus or rode a bicycle [mun square's (mun mun or mun heem) idea] or walked or something. but a freaking car. neh, whatever. we sort of got used to him but suddenly he became this overly fussy, worst that Mrs. Wee kind of person. got on our nerves loads. bleh. screw you, Mr Lee. I'm not CONFUSED. I told you I DIDN'T UNDERSTAND. NOT CONFUSED. eugh. die.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38629789-6179316433743971707?l=exstika.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38629789/posts/default/6179316433743971707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38629789/posts/default/6179316433743971707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exstika.blogspot.com/2007/05/music-tech-class-music-tech.html' title=''/><author><name>carolynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18390893615067514811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38629789.post-952557207630748251</id><published>2007-05-04T07:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-05T07:16:37.405-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="h2"&gt;music&lt;/div&gt;&lt;BR&gt;I originally wanted to blog about something. but then I forgot. :P I'll write when I remember. for now, I'll write something else. about music. yeah.. I've always been really inspired by music. lately, I randomly discovered a song, which sound awesome. I'm sure not many of you heard of the band 'Train'. they're awesome. sort of old, no? but well, I love them. the first hit I've heard from them is 'Ordinary'. which, if you've watched &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Spiderman 2&lt;/span&gt;, you'd find familiar. they are famous, but not around Asia. somewhere in Britain and America. the words are meaningful. really meaningful. that's what I love about most songs. meaningful words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;' Who's eyes am I behind?&lt;br /&gt;I don't recognize anything that I see.&lt;br /&gt;Who's skin this design?&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to be the way you see me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't understand anything anymore,&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; this world that I'm tired of,&lt;br /&gt;is taking me off this walls that I climb up,&lt;br /&gt;to get to your story,&lt;br /&gt;its anything but ordinary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when the world is on its knees with me its fine,&lt;br /&gt;And when I come to the rescue I get nothing but left behind,&lt;br /&gt;Everybody seems to be getting what they need, where's mine?&lt;br /&gt;'Cause your what I need so very but I'm anything but ordinary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you save me from this world of mine?&lt;br /&gt;Before I get myself arrested with this expectation&lt;br /&gt;You are the one look what you've done&lt;br /&gt;What have you done?&lt;br /&gt;This is not some kind of joke,&lt;br /&gt;you're just a kid,&lt;br /&gt;You weren't ready for what you did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when the world is on its knees with me its fine,&lt;br /&gt;And when I come to the rescue I get nothing but left behind,&lt;br /&gt;Everybody seems to be getting what they need, where's mine?&lt;br /&gt;'Cause your what I need so very but I'm anything but ordinary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm trying to save the world from you,&lt;br /&gt;You've been saving me too,&lt;br /&gt;We could just stay in and save each other...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm anything but ordinary (ordinary...),&lt;br /&gt;I'm anything but ordinary (ordinary...) '&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think its interesting because its about Spiderman himself. well, next song, I'll Cover You (Reprise) by RENT. I'm sure many musical junkies have heard of Rent. the on tour musical and/or movie. their songs tell many stories and stuff. this song collaborates two of their famous songs, I'll Cover You and Seasons of Love. I thank the heavens (or Yew Eng for suggesting this song to me!) I love it! ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;' Live in my house,&lt;br /&gt;I'll be your shelter,&lt;br /&gt;Just pay me back,&lt;br /&gt;With one thousand kisses,&lt;br /&gt;Be my lover,&lt;br /&gt;And I'll cover you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Open your door,&lt;br /&gt;I'll be your tenant,&lt;br /&gt;Don't got much baggage to lay at your feet,&lt;br /&gt;But sweet kisses I got to spare,&lt;br /&gt;I'll be there,&lt;br /&gt;And I'll cover you.&lt;br /&gt;Ohhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I think they meant it,&lt;br /&gt;When they said you can't by love,&lt;br /&gt;Now I know you can rent it,&lt;br /&gt;Ain't no least you're my love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, my life...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've longed to discover,&lt;br /&gt;something as true as this seem,&lt;br /&gt;so, with a thousand sweet kisses,&lt;br /&gt;I'll cover you (x4)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you're heart has expires,&lt;br /&gt;Oh, lover, I'll cover you,&lt;br /&gt;Yeah yeah yeah yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, lover, I'll cover you,&lt;br /&gt;Five hundred twenty five thousand six hundred minutes,&lt;br /&gt;Five hundred twenty five thousand seasons of love&lt;br /&gt;I'll cover you.. Ohhhhhhhh. '&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its slow, and fast. :D next is Little Wonders by Rob Thomas. if you've watched the movie Meet the Robinsons, you know.. the kids' movie, you'd find it really familiar. I love the song. the words put a huge impact on the word life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;' Let it go,&lt;br /&gt;Let roll right off your shoulder,&lt;br /&gt;Don't you know?&lt;br /&gt;The hardest part is over,&lt;br /&gt;Let it in,&lt;br /&gt;Let your clarity define you,&lt;br /&gt;In the end,&lt;br /&gt;We'll only just remember how it feels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All life's to me,&lt;br /&gt;These small hours,&lt;br /&gt;These little wonders,&lt;br /&gt;these twists and turns of faith,&lt;br /&gt;Time falls away,&lt;br /&gt;but these small hours,&lt;br /&gt;these small hours,&lt;br /&gt;still remain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let it slide,&lt;br /&gt;Let your troubles behind you,&lt;br /&gt;Let it shine,&lt;br /&gt;Til you feel it all around you,&lt;br /&gt;And I don't mind,&lt;br /&gt;If its me you need to turn you,&lt;br /&gt;We'll get by,&lt;br /&gt;Its the heart that really matters&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All life's to me,&lt;br /&gt;These small hours,&lt;br /&gt;These little wonders,&lt;br /&gt;These twists and turns of faith,&lt;br /&gt;Time falls away,&lt;br /&gt;but these small hours,&lt;br /&gt;These small hours,&lt;br /&gt;Still remain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of my regret,&lt;br /&gt;Will wash away somehow,&lt;br /&gt;but i cannot forget,&lt;br /&gt;The way i feel right now,&lt;br /&gt;in these small hours,&lt;br /&gt;These little wonders,&lt;br /&gt;These twists and turns of faith&lt;br /&gt;(Yeah, these twists and turns of faith)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time falls away,&lt;br /&gt;but these small hours,&lt;br /&gt;These small hours,&lt;br /&gt;Still remain.&lt;br /&gt;They still remain,&lt;br /&gt;These little wonders,&lt;br /&gt;Oh, these twists and turns of faith,&lt;br /&gt;Time falls away,&lt;br /&gt;But these small wonders,&lt;br /&gt;These little wonders,&lt;br /&gt;Still remain... '&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Makes a lot of meaning doesn't it? well, I'll stop with my music reviews.. for now. ((:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38629789-952557207630748251?l=exstika.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://exstika.blogspot.com/feeds/952557207630748251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38629789&amp;postID=952557207630748251' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38629789/posts/default/952557207630748251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38629789/posts/default/952557207630748251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exstika.blogspot.com/2007/05/i-originally-wanted-to-blog-about.html' title=''/><author><name>carolynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18390893615067514811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38629789.post-4765732547721009394</id><published>2007-04-29T01:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-05T07:17:12.196-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="h1"&gt;Sports day&lt;/div&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Sports Day! most probably the last sporting event. then its back to books. no more Sun. I find that quite annoying. its putting all the sports events first so that study comes at the end. why couldn't it be equal or something? anyway, that's not what I'm about to blog about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SPORTS DAY. that's what I intend to blog about. I woke up around 6.20 am. I felt a little bit sick at first. but I geared up in my Seladang shirt, black pants, green crocs, bag and shoes. I was sort of in a rush since I woke up late and was suppose to be there by 6.50. harsh ain't it? my dad drove me there. it was jammed up but we took an alternative road. the place felt like heaven. it used to be my second home until I reached 8 and we moved to Tropicana. I loved the Kampung Pandan Sports Complex like mad last time. I remembered that I could run the 400m when I was younger... much younger. when I reached the first person I saw was Samira. we were wanted that day. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first for the giving of event cards to the special guests and secondly for the giving of scissors to Datuk Hamzah for the opening ceremony. we were damn kembang-ed. ammy was jealous. haha. I love you adik! (: after that I lepak-ed (I use lepak-ed very often don't I?) with Sean Lim and Ting Ting, okay. I won't be so menacing. I meant Henry.. not Ting Ting. :P had a lot of fun with Sean's deodorant. not that it smelt nice or anything. Gatsby. PFFT. I think Jane (Lim) and I finished at least half of it. Sean was complaining about the price of the deodorant (he said it was expensive) which was 14 bucks. that coming from a guy who lives in Country Heights and has a pool in his backyard. quite a lot of fun. Jane, Henry and Sean were playing some stupid game. Un, Dos, Tres, OLE OLE OLE? wtf. I tell you Jane, you're one lame ass with an extremely annoying voice. :P we played with ice and Sean 'pee-ed' on the track. his ass was wet too. =\ Sean, oh, Sean. he's very unsupportive of his girlfriend too. she's in pain and he doesn't even go near her. stupid boy. supposedly love has no boundaries. but wtf is up with him? just because her cousins are near he doesn't want to go near. you're a fat chicken, Sean!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;later was the disturbing of Yew Eng. he was sort of this sleepy head in the contractor's helmet which he looked adorable in. his clothes were horrible though. he said it was to 'stand out'. pfft. I didn't realize I was standing in front of his mum throughout the marching competition. scared me half to death when he called his mum. =\ later, i went and lepak-ed again with Sean. &amp; then it was running event! 4x100m sucked shit. we got 2nd because Helang DQ-ed. otherwise it was third. we were that bad eh? ah well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mel seems to be mad at me everytime Yew Eng ajaks me somewhere. well not somewhere, everywhere. its sort of natural for us 'coz practically everywhere we go we always ajak each other. Mel wasn't exactly mad. she was just saying stuff like,'Oh, so you ditch me for Yew Eng la?' lol. whatever Mel. Yew Eng better than Mel. :P I waddled in my crocs til the end.. watched teachers vs. parents on tug-of-war. damn funny. nick's mum went. haha. after that, they were announcing the cups and everything. we won House Deco. haha. Helang owned - Yew Eng's words. suckers. lol. ((: I went home sort of early. had lunch at Klang til 3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got home, immediately went to shower, lay down on my bed and fell asleep. woke up around five and went to the curve and ikea. bought nothing though. went to the Soya shop and drank Soya Bean (what else?!) and went home. no dinner. I went online around 8.40 pm. chatted with Jane for awhile. then tidur. Its about 8am now. :D and I'm once again, writing offline. I just love doing that. hah. here's a survey I forgot to fill in yesterday. I'll post it here...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. WHAT ARE YOU DOING NOW?&lt;br /&gt;- smsing Yew Eng (you must be thinking, WTF?! 7.59am?!) and this I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. WHAT ARE YOU LISTENING TO?&lt;br /&gt;- what goes around - jt. and it just changed to 1/3 no Junjou na Kanjou&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. HOW'S LIFE?&lt;br /&gt;- ask life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. STATUS?&lt;br /&gt;- single.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TECHNOLOGY&lt;br /&gt;SMS-ING&lt;br /&gt;9. LAST PERSON YOU SMSED?&lt;br /&gt;- Yew Eng&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. LAST TIME YOU SMSED?&lt;br /&gt;- 8.06am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. WHAT DID YOU LAST SMS?&lt;br /&gt;- 'Hmmm. I haven't eaten breakfast. Didn't eat dinner last night either'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. WHAT DID YOUR LAST SMS SAY?&lt;br /&gt;- 'Hahah. I din't eat anything since 2pm yesterday'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. WHO'S YOUR MOST SENT SMSES TO?&lt;br /&gt;- Yew Eng. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CALLING&lt;br /&gt;14. WHO LAST CALLED YOU?&lt;br /&gt;- Sean Lim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. WHO'S 2ND ON YOUR MISSED CALL LIST?&lt;br /&gt;- Dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. LAST DIALLED?&lt;br /&gt;- Yew Eng. by accident&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CONTACTS&lt;br /&gt;17. FIRST CONTACT ON 'Y'&lt;br /&gt;- Yew Eng. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. DO YOU HAVE ANYONE BY THE NAME OF SEAN?&lt;br /&gt;- four Seans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. WHO'S ON 'Z'?&lt;br /&gt;- Zack/Zechary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. ANY FOREIGN NUMBERS?&lt;br /&gt;- Emjay's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. SEVENTH PERSON ON J?&lt;br /&gt;- Jane Lim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. SEVENTH ON L?&lt;br /&gt;- Louis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IPOD/MP3PLAYER&lt;br /&gt;23. ANY IPOD/MP3PLAYER?&lt;br /&gt;- nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. HOW MANY SONGS ARE THERE IN IT?&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. HOW MUCH DID IT COST?&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. WHAT IS YOUR MOST PLAYED?&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ITUNES/MUSICPLAYER&lt;br /&gt;27. HOW MANY SONGS ALTOGETHER?&lt;br /&gt;- together with normal comp? 10, 000 +&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. MOST PLAYED SONG?&lt;br /&gt;- on my laptop : Deep&amp;amp;Meaningless - Rooster. 89 Plays&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. TOP 10 PLAYED?&lt;br /&gt;- Deep and Meaningless - Rooster (89)&lt;br /&gt;  I'll Cover You (Reprise) - RENT (80)&lt;br /&gt;  Glamorous - Fergie ft. Ludacris (74)&lt;br /&gt;  Starlight - Muse (72)&lt;br /&gt;  Cupids Chokehold - Gym Class Heroes (68)&lt;br /&gt;  A Little Less Sixteen Candles, A Little More Touch Me - Falloutboy (64)&lt;br /&gt;  Hey Juliet - LMNT (60)&lt;br /&gt;  High School Never Ends - Bowling for Soup (59)&lt;br /&gt;  How To Touch A Girl - Jojo (59)&lt;br /&gt;  Yule Shoot Your Eye Out - Falloutboy (57)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. RECENTLY ADDED?&lt;br /&gt;- Summer Love - Justin Timberlake&lt;br /&gt;  Di Persimpangan Dilema - Nora&lt;br /&gt;  Best Time of Our Lives - The Calling&lt;br /&gt;  Don't Matter - Akon&lt;br /&gt;  Way Back into Love - Hugh Grant and Haley Benett&lt;br /&gt;  Keep Your Hand Off My Girl - Good Charlotte&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blek. Done with survey. Whopee-doo. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38629789-4765732547721009394?l=exstika.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://exstika.blogspot.com/feeds/4765732547721009394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38629789&amp;postID=4765732547721009394' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38629789/posts/default/4765732547721009394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38629789/posts/default/4765732547721009394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exstika.blogspot.com/2007/04/sports-day-most-probably-last-sporting.html' title=''/><author><name>carolynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18390893615067514811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38629789.post-3412475507699339444</id><published>2007-04-28T00:41:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-05T07:17:39.662-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="h2"&gt;before it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;BR&gt;I find the days in life pass by so slowly when the part of the exams come, and life passes by ever so quickly when you're doing some sports or wasting your time, dating or some sort. Experiencing that, is just so frustrating. 'Time flies by quickly when you're having fun' - true?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sports day is tomorrow. &amp; boy, am I shit nervous. during the qualifying, I was barely semangated and didn't feel like running at all. So Wivi suggested I run slowly. Bah, I did. Got third in both 100m &amp;amp; 200m - heat three. fucking scary heat. people there weren't my age. one or two years older. gosh it creeped me. oh well. I didn't qualify. awesome innit? on the same qualifying day, we had tug-of-war and cheerleading. tug-of-war, second placing. AGAIN. =( and cheerleading, oh boy. those judges were buyers. sort of. both campuses had the SAME results. seladang got third in both. GO &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SELADANG&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back to about my worrying of sports day, today (Saturday, 28th April) I went to school. amazing? lol. yeah. I went to school around 9am. seladangs were at the carpark practicing marching. I am so glad I'm not in it. singing in spanish is not my cup of tea. our theme this year is Spain. the costumes aren't so bad and the songs too. I lepaked there. watching them march. I dragged Sean along with me to look for Pik Kaye. it was funny. we walked up and down more than 6 times. and he was having his 'emo' phase. where he claims he's actually 'sleepy'. he doesn't like being called emo. isn't that what emos hate? being called emo? oh well. in the end, we found PIk Kaye in the LAB. the biology lab. it was quite frustrating 'coz we passed that place 8 times. so much for good eyesight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for the first half of the break, Shazwan, Hafiz, Sean, Joanne, Jane [Lim] and I went to 7-Eleven. the guys ditched us. bunch of assholes. bought slurpee and tolberone. :D Shazwan wouldn't shut up about his 2024. the year he's going to be Malaysia's 5th Prime Minister. he's crazy, going around shaking everyone's hands asking them to vote for him. but well, he's Shazwan. Sean's damn funny when it comes to marching. he'll be half lost. its funny 'coz he's one of the captains and in the front row. its quite puzzling why they even put him in it. :D (no offense, emokid.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got deafened. sitting next to Sean. (Sean Leslie, I mean. the other Sean is Sean Lim) his guitar playing is awesome. but the amps were rather loud. well of course, I mean I was sitting right next to it. =\ but well, I got over it. even after becoming deafened, I walked out to get my shoes I left at the carpark (we're in the foyer now). Yew Eng blew the whistle and fucking blasted my ears. that bastard. erm, my bastard I mean. :P funny why everyone thinks we're together. =/ hmm. I've asked Hafiz about it. he gave me reasons (I put it in his words!) :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  1. Yew Eng and Carolynn always walks together. No matter what, no matter where. They do it whenever they can. Even if they're in different forms and have different classes, they do it anyways. [Carolynn says : EH EH EH! NOOO!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  2. Yew Eng is forever calling Carolynn's name and wanting her to be with him. Always asking her to teman him to some place. How couple-like. [Carolynn says : Not true lah, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;bangang&lt;/span&gt;! Hafiz replies : see lah. you're using &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;bangang&lt;/span&gt;. that's his word. :P]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  3. Yew Eng and Carolynn sms-es and goes online to talk to each other everyday. No fail. I wonder how that doesn't make them sound like a couple. [Carolynn says : geez. that's not true. I don't text or IM him everyday. I haven't done so for past err, 12 hours or maybe ten hours..]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  4. Yew Eng and Carolynn talk to each other every chance they get. Even if they're across the hallway, they'd have some kind of hand signals to acknowledge each other. [Carolynn says : Are you stalking us or something? How'd you know this is true??]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  5. Yew Eng [Carolynn asks : why does all the sentences start with Yew Eng? // Hafiz answers : I don't know. Yew Eng and Carolynn sounds better than Carolynn and Yew Eng] loves &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;belanja-ing &lt;/span&gt;Carolynn. no matter drinks, movie, ice-cream, food. [Carolynn says : He's being a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'gentlemen'.&lt;/span&gt;  *cough* Besides, you jealous isit?]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  6. Yew Eng and Carolynn &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;memang comel bersama-sama&lt;/span&gt;. [Carolynn says : Oh goodness, HAFIZ!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  7. Yew Eng gave Carolynn his polo jacket! [Carolynn says : errm. no comment?]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  8. Yew Eng doesn't let anyone take his crocs, except Carolynn. [Carolynn : eh. I don't think that's true! is it, Yew Eng?]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  9. Alaaa. they just love to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pak-toh &lt;/span&gt;laa. [Carolynn says : WHAT? since when? hah. don't say things stupid. you wanna &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pak-toh&lt;/span&gt;. Not us. :P]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Hafiz says : CONCLUSION! They're together laa. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Carolynn replies : Sheeze, Hafiz. get a life. don't stalk us please. I'll call police. nyek.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Hafiz says : Blah. I wasn't stalking. the f1s stalk you guys&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Carolynn says : oh yeah. f1s. I shall blog about that now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Hafiz says : Go lah you. don't disturb me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah, f1s. right. they watch me and him like we're some romance drama story. =/ I walked behind a couple of them a while ago. here's how the conversation was like:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Form 1 (a) : OMG. did you see during assembly?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Form 1 (b) : what? what? what?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Form 1 (c) : Is this about Carolynn and Yew Eng?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Form 1 (a) : Yeah laaa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Form 1 (d) : OMG. I SAW!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Form 1 (e) : what were they DOING?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Form 1 (b) : in the hall?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Form 1 (c) : yeah yeah yeah! I SAW TOO!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Form 1 (d) : damn cute!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Form 1 (a) : YEAH! he was like looking at her..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Form 1 (b) : So kawaiii!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Form 1 (e) : yeahhh! SO CUTE! she didn't look at him though&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Form 1 (c) : Got laa. sort of lah. they didn't make it obvious..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Form 1 (d) : yup. Yew Eng pretended he was duty-ing and watching the students.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Form 1 (e) : GOD! SO CUTE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Form 1 (a) : so sad he's graduating this year! she's only got one more year with him!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Form 1 (c) : uhuh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Carolynn : erm. excuse me.. I'm sort of in a hurry. can you walk a bit faster?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Form 1 (a, b, c, d, e) : ~silence.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kids these days. bunch of stalkers. I find it very annoying. bah. to them, die and rot in hell, kids. you're gonna learn some day. I'm gonna have revenge. [I know I'm only a year older than them. but kids sound appropriate in this matter] to all those people who are reading this, oh please. I AM NOT WITH HIM. deng. I hate you too, Sean. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Songs Playing :&lt;br /&gt;1. Hanging by a Moment - Lifehouse&lt;br /&gt;2. All Over Again - Ronan Keating feat. Kate Rusby&lt;br /&gt;3. Di Persimpangan Dilemma - Nora&lt;br /&gt;4. Summer Love - Justin Timberlake&lt;br /&gt;5. Only Hope - Mandy Mooore&lt;br /&gt;6. I'll Cover You (reprise) - RENT&lt;br /&gt;7. Love Heals - RENT&lt;br /&gt;8. Way Back Into Love - Hugh Grant and Haley Benett&lt;br /&gt;9. Deep and Meaningless - Rooster&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38629789-3412475507699339444?l=exstika.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://exstika.blogspot.com/feeds/3412475507699339444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38629789&amp;postID=3412475507699339444' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38629789/posts/default/3412475507699339444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38629789/posts/default/3412475507699339444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exstika.blogspot.com/2007/04/i-find-days-in-life-pass-by-so-slowly_28.html' title=''/><author><name>carolynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18390893615067514811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38629789.post-3393907631814663295</id><published>2007-04-05T03:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-05T07:20:23.965-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="h2"&gt;games carnival&lt;/div&gt;&lt;BR&gt;ZOMG. (:&lt;br /&gt;lol. stooopid Pei Hui got me addicted to ZOMG. haha. darn you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pei Hui says : ZOMG. how dare you, you biatch??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;haha. shut up Pei Hui. okay. so its a bit late, yeahh.. but I shall blog about GAMES CARNIVAL! (:&lt;br /&gt;only the best day ever. Thursday. wheeeeee. so much fun, fun, fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Morning .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Was draggy as usual. was sort of late to Jane's house. &amp; Hanan was following. squished I tell you. me, Jane, Brian &amp;amp; Hanan. in a small little green Myvi. Sean took the front seat&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;and I was the only Seladang. lol. then we watched the guys play football first. the Finals. Helangs won. grr. go Yew Eng! (: then Jane &amp; I went to makan as usual. Harris belanja makan at c3. whee! free breakfast! then later Jane and I had the usual Indian. roti bom! hearts!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Afternoon .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sort of afternoon. we went and watched HANDBALL! wheeee! Beruang vs. Harimau was the first match we watched. Go BERUANG! was damn fun. &amp; damn nice to watch. the Harimaus were dead serious and Kah Wei's face was sooo.. angered. Hazi, Jane &amp;amp; I were retards, shouting "H-A-N-A-N.. HANAN!" lol. Beruang won anywaysss. &amp; well, next game we waited for was Helang vs. Beruang. lol. Yew Eng's team &amp;amp; Jane's house. wooh. die. (: no choosers. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While waiting for it all, we played frisbee! Nick, Yew Eng, me, Jane &amp; Louis. Hazi barely played though. funny larh. we were all just throwing it here and there and Nick &amp;amp; Yew Eng started to leapfrog. then Jane wanted to try. stupid girl doesn't know how to leap. keeps stopping before she can reach Yew Eng's back. no confidence. pfft. but she did it in the end anyways, with Nick. then we had a groupie pic. Louis wasn't involved coz he was the camera man. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's the piccy! a bit blurred coz Jane hasn't put it in her comp properly YET.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OkMknFi7NdY/RhTQi71gPYI/AAAAAAAAAAM/SCj0zSc4qyg/s1600-h/Nick,+Hazi,+Jane+%26+Yew+Eng.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 211px; height: 158px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OkMknFi7NdY/RhTQi71gPYI/AAAAAAAAAAM/SCj0zSc4qyg/s320/Nick,+Hazi,+Jane+%26+Yew+Eng.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049890380785401218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after it finished raining, we watched the Helang vs. Beruang match. awesome weyh. so fuuyoh. (; Sean was goal-keeper. &amp; Suff on the Helang side. nyehhh. they shot bloody many goals and tied in the end. penalty was great as well. Sean saved three out of five. &amp;amp; Suff saved two out of five. GO BERUANG! the Helangs had shit serious face and I quote Mike "Its okay, Mr. Ashwin, win or lose, the constipated looks on their faces are priceless," &amp; I say, that's the way Mike! sportsmanship. ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was a FUN day. (: and a pretty tiring and exciting one. when we went back, in the car, Hanan &amp; Brian fell asleep and tried to squish me. &amp;amp; Jane was leaning forward so she didn't get anything. assholes. :P deadly even when they're sleeping. had the awesome day &amp; awesome fun. I say that's the way to go. [;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38629789-3393907631814663295?l=exstika.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38629789/posts/default/3393907631814663295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38629789/posts/default/3393907631814663295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exstika.blogspot.com/2007/04/zomg.html' title=''/><author><name>carolynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18390893615067514811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OkMknFi7NdY/RhTQi71gPYI/AAAAAAAAAAM/SCj0zSc4qyg/s72-c/Nick,+Hazi,+Jane+%26+Yew+Eng.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38629789.post-6989350949601171087</id><published>2007-03-20T03:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-05T07:27:29.062-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="h2"&gt;Life&lt;/div&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Have you ever thought that maybe everything in life can't just be handed in a silver platter? I know many people who get what they want, not because they deserve &amp; earned it, because the demanded/asked for it. Things in life aren't always fair, and neither is being extreme with mixing around with the "less fortunate" people. Think twice that God put us on Earth for a reason. God made us with a mind, a brain, to think &amp;amp; yet many put it to less use that needed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rich families, give their children everything. Maids, money, big house, swimming pool.. and the list goes on. Not that I'm saying EVERY single rich family has it. I have no say in it though, but as a freedom of speech. :) Their maids clean out everything. They wash the children's shoes, they wash their clothes, they clean their room, they sweep the floor, mop the house, arrange the books, pick up the laundry, wash the dishes.. mainly everything. Many people I know, [note: I said many. not all. (:] don't know how to work a washing machine, vacuum cleaner - for instance change the vacuum cleaner bag - scrub shoes, squeeze a mop dry before mopping, using a dustpan while sweeping, and well, washing dishes aren't so hard are they? Money? Well money's no problem for them. Its big talk when it comes to money and expensive items. Three hundred bucks a week. Fifty dollars a day. Everything is money. The world is money. To replace a simple chunk of grass in the field would cost you 5 bucks. Money come like water to them. Turn on the tap, and water will be running. "Instant money". "Oh dad, I'm going out shopping, can I have 200 bucks?" Oh yeah, there. 200 bucks just like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doesn't anyone earn their share anymore? Coming from an average family with a minimum wage, I have to do housework before I can get any money. Like scrub toilets, clean my brother's room, dust the cabinets, take out rubbish for a whole week, vacuum/sweep/mop on weekends, do my own laundry. Takes a lot of time, but if I want it, I work for it. I can't ask and will be given the money. Earn and deserve that's what my parents always say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later in life, when you reach the peak where you're ready to leave home, you can't ask money from the sky and expect money to fall from the sky and appear in front of you. Earn. That's the word. No, not many people earn what they want. But it'll be a big trouble for them when they grow older. My parents, they make me earn that the fact I'm in Cempaka. they want me to deserve what I get when I go to a private school. Working half their necks out to get me into a school like that, even with the help of the scholarship, the fees are still a burden. But what I know is that I'm grateful that what my parents have given me. They taught me that if you need it, earn it. If you want it, deserve it. All things don't come in a silver platter.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38629789-6989350949601171087?l=exstika.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38629789/posts/default/6989350949601171087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38629789/posts/default/6989350949601171087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exstika.blogspot.com/2007/03/have-you-ever-thought-that-maybe.html' title=''/><author><name>carolynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18390893615067514811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38629789.post-3193871094099662837</id><published>2007-02-27T07:09:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-05-05T07:20:15.864-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="h2"&gt;chinese new year&lt;/div&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Even thought its Tuesday. I shall blog about my lovely holidays.&lt;br /&gt;Elaborating on lovely, i mean. It was boring, draggy but I loved seeing all of my long lost cousins again. my cousins are practically my best friends. except for the ones on my father's side. i was never close to them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can tell my cousins everything. every single personal thing. we're close that way. and well I love to keep it that way. my best cousins are Carrie-Ann [who's really my aunt who's 12 in May] &amp; Jazzllynn [the one I've known since the 30 minutes after she was born] &amp;amp; Gavyn &amp; Ross [my two big, fat, gigantic guy cousins who love torturing me.] they're my closest. who I can tell practically every single problem I have and have great support. :) we love each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Philson's my chubbiest and youngest cousin. [13 years apart!] Cayson's my cheekiest and brother to Philson. [he's two this year] Daniel or Dan-Dan is my happy-go-lucky cousin. [he's four]  Kirsten or my Kitty, is the cutest and most photogenic amongst my cousin. [mind you, she's seven] Kieron, who's Kirsten's sister, is the scariest of my cousins. no, seriously. she freaks me out sometimes. no wonder she's born on the same year as my brother. o.O [she's 11 in November] Hazel is the smallest cousin. well for her age, anyways. [she's eight] Mabel is Hazel's sister, the smartest and the most independent of us. haha. [she's 11 as well] Jazzllynn's my best friend. since she was born. She's taller than me. by a quarter of an inch. and it pisses me off. [she's 12 in march.. GRRR.] Carrie-ann, is my aunt. but I consider her as my cousin since she's 12 in May. she's my most intellect and observant cousin/aunt. Maive is the most caring and moneybagging cousin. she gambles and wins it all. [she's 12] Gavyn, Maive's older brother, is my most "macho" cousin. He's tried his bicycle trick and failed 10 times, all ending up landing on his ass.  [he's 15 this year] Michelle (Jie Michelle) is Gavyn's &amp; Maive's older sister. Awesome as she is. Pretty and smart as well. [she's 18] Ross is the tallest of my cousins. &amp;amp; very sporty person too. he drives. he rides a motorcycle. he rides a bicycle. he climbs trees. he plays softball, handball, football. BLAH. [he's 16 - yeah, he drives illegally. in the house compound] Aretha (Jie Aretha) is Ross' older sister. she's short, haha. i had to mention it, and she's a student nurse. pretty cool. [she's 18] Vanessa (Jie Vanessa) is Ross' &amp; Aretha's oldest sister. she likes to clean and she lives at home as a break after form 6. [she's 20]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is that all my cousins? half of them.  yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. cousins. DONE. go on about my cny.&lt;br /&gt;it was okay I guess. my dad's mum's place was boring. as usual. lots of smoke for such a small apartment. my grandmother's place - my mum's side - was great! Kirsten, Kieron, Jazz &amp; I spent half the time cam-whoring. Carrie-ann &amp;amp; I spent half the time, fiddling with the MotoRazr Maxx v6 &amp; MotoKrzr k1m. they're freaking cool phones! they're not even released yet. ;p we had lots of parties. gambled lots. drank lots. &amp; had lots of fireworks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i lost five rounds of heartattack. and had to drink. couldn't even walk home properly after that. ;p sounds dangerous. haha. we went back early this year. my dad had golf tournament, which won him 2nd place. i spent thursday sleeping. friday online. &amp; saturday morning til afternoon at OU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday&lt;br /&gt;freaking 9 in the morning I woke up. SATURDAY. but well, I guess it was worth it as well. I was supposedly meeting yew eng at 9.30 in front of the escalator at GSC. my dad was too "scared" to let me go down myself coz it was "too" early. so he went with me. &amp;amp; yew eng was scared of my daddy. haha. after thaaat, we played pool. next to the bowling alley. you know up there? they were having bowling competitions. and the team next to our pool table were wearing the same shirt &amp; colour as yew eng's. hahaha. i refused to play pool.  he forced me anyway. then we lined up for the movie. FREE MOVIE! ghost rider!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;movie was awesome. *points fingers* YOU. yew eng mocked him the whole time. &amp; eva mendes was like a freaking desperate slut who wears really low cut clothing in the movie. - yew eng said so. after the movie, we went to baskins. yummy. after that, we went to this juice store, where yew eng ordered some weird blend of watermelon &amp;amp; lemon. which surprisingly is nice. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then he had to go to Glenn's open house. so I went home, spent my Saturday, talking to my brother, while he played his Family Guy game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday&lt;br /&gt;my brother freaking built a house underneath my study desk. it has a LAMP. &amp; a fan which sounds like an AIR-CONDITIONING. it has PILLOWS. &amp;amp; MATRESSES &amp; a DOOR. &amp;amp; a roof!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he told me it was his club-house! since he couldn't play the ps2, he's gone cuckoo with household items. creating houses underneath the table. creating a hideout where he could ambush people in the store room. a hiding spot in the garage. OMG. he's mad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xxxxxxx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boring-ness. BLAH lah. I'll go now. :) Before that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Songs I've Listened to While Writing this Post :&lt;br /&gt;1. She Falls Asleep [Part 2] - McFly&lt;br /&gt;2. Transylvania - McFly&lt;br /&gt;3. I'll Cover You (Reprise) - RENT&lt;br /&gt;4. Don't Stop Me Now - Queen&lt;br /&gt;5. I'mma Shine - YoungBloodz&lt;br /&gt;6. Too Much Love Will Kill You - Queen&lt;br /&gt;7. Step Up - Samantha Jade&lt;br /&gt;8. Sweet Escape - Gwen Stefani.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s : watch comedy central. fucked up &amp;amp; funny. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/38629789-3193871094099662837?l=exstika.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://exstika.blogspot.com/feeds/3193871094099662837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=38629789&amp;postID=3193871094099662837' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38629789/posts/default/3193871094099662837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/38629789/posts/default/3193871094099662837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://exstika.blogspot.com/2007/02/even-thought-its-tuesday.html' title=''/><author><name>carolynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18390893615067514811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
